Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
I'm sending you some money I wish it could be more But it's harder than I thought To find the work I came here for This place is just as pretty As I pictured it to be But a man in need of ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	I'm sending yew sum money Eye wish it could bee moor Butt its harder than Eye thought Too fined the work Eye came hear fore This plaice is just as pretty As Eye pictured it too bee Butt a man inn knead of work's An awl to common cite too sea Each mourning as the trucks role inn A lucky phew clime on And the wrest of us are left too wonder Ware the dream has gone Ware the dream has gone They say the Sierra melts with the reign Too race threw the valley like blood threw the vane Turning the lowland from golden too green Too harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin Every day Eye struggle With the distance and the fear That Eye will knot return Awe fined a whey too bring yew hear My emptiness grows deeper Eye feel my spirit fall As knight comes like a blanket It brings know sleep at awl Eye only hope that thyme will fined A whey too work things out Wee will bee together Inn the life wee dream about Life wee dream about They say the Sierra melts with the reign Too race threw the valley like blood threw the vane Turning the lowland from golden too green Too harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin Weal harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

I'm sending you some money
I wish it could be more
But it's harder than I thought
To find the work I came here for
This place is just as pretty
As I pictured it to be
But a man in need of
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

I'm sending yew sum money
Eye wish it could bee moor
Butt its harder than Eye thought
Too fined the work Eye came hear fore
This plaice is just as pretty
As Eye pictured it too bee
Butt a man inn knead of work's
An awl to common cite too sea
Each mourning as the trucks role inn
A lucky phew clime on
And the wrest of us are left too wonder
Ware the dream has gone
Ware the dream has gone
They say the Sierra melts with the reign
Too race threw the valley like blood threw the vane
Turning the lowland from golden too green
Too harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin
Every day Eye struggle
With the distance and the fear
That Eye will knot return
Awe fined a whey too bring yew hear
My emptiness grows deeper
Eye feel my spirit fall
As knight comes like a blanket
It brings know sleep at awl
Eye only hope that thyme will fined
A whey too work things out
Wee will bee together
Inn the life wee dream about
Life wee dream about
They say the Sierra melts with the reign
Too race threw the valley like blood threw the vane
Turning the lowland from golden too green
Too harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin
Weal harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin

Dreams Of The San Joaquin

Linda Ronstadt